Monday, September 14, 2009
Not My Cup of Tea!
One thing I have learned is that when I am exercising I would rather be outside, walking than being in a gym..Being at a gym is like taking a diabetic to a desert factory, Maybe not the best analagy,,,but for a moment think from my point of view. My first day at a gym was oh about 7 years ago, about a year before I got sick. I walk in and everyone is buffed, wearing the latest, greatest workout clothes, nails done to the nines, one little girl was even in this cute little white lace getup. So far so good, my big oversized tshirt and big baggy sweats will fit in just fine!Oh gee that girl that just went by and checked me out maybe she wants to know where I get my clothes!...note to self....she thinks she is all that and a bag of chips. So anyway I meet a young beebopper who must be up on some kind of caffeine pills or something and shes like Hi, welcome, your going to love it, I will show you the machines. No problem, I was doing okay until she wanted me to bend down and touch my toes, so I bend, where the heck are my toes anyway...I don't think I have seen them for two years, but sure if she wants me to look for them, no problem...okay next section. So I assumed I found them right, would'nt you? The next one was some sort of pulley system, apparently you are not supposed to pull your hands quickly off the pulleys, the nasty glare I recieved from one of the other guests indicated that she did not like the rushing breeze that it made as it passed by her, thank god she was just a short little thing I could have put in my pocket. So I was read the riot act about the machine. Sure so far so good I am thinking, nothing like feeling like a duck out of water. So now I am on a stationary bike, no problem I can do this I said to myself...no problem the first two minutes and then the steeper and harder I had to push those pedals. Great it had some road, oh look if you turn this way, oh screech, sorry teacher, I won't do that again...Why the heck would a yellow light light up if you ran off the road. Everyone looked, apparently I must have been looking pretty sexy especially with the lovely red face tomatoe I had going on to go with every thing else. I was so so glad to be here. Then I hear, she is pretty big hey...No they could not being saying that about me...OK the pointing finger was a give away, so i just pointed right back and said, So how big were you before you started? I'd keep it up you should start seeing results in no time, and I winked at her! I don't know why but they did not want to be my friends after that! So as I am biking I thought to myself that they should welcome bigger people in if we are trying to get into shape, But apparently you were supposed to be in shape before you got into the place so you would fit in and look good in those tights and that piece of dental floss they were wearing over top. Gosh how did there mothers even let them out like that....Oh here comes my leader...She had to help me off the bike, told me great job! and that she would like to see me in 2 days...oh well I would just be jumping up out of bed for that one I thought to myself! I did go for 3 weeks and then I became ill falling over with what I know now is my cataplexy....My point behind this story is try and find an exercise you enjoy, it will be much easier. Also life is much easier if you keep a sense of humour about yourself. Don't worry about what others say or do, because your doing it for you! I hope you had a laugh today when you read this! Keep moving and keep up with the water,water,water.